Post by Karma Sverre on Feb 22, 2013 15:53:02 GMT -5
The glass of the opera house glistened against the water of the Oslo coastline; this had been Savannah’s home for a long time. Nightly she sang to the crowds until to escape the reality that she was living in, held captive to the Opera house Master that stole her from her family the first time her heard her sing, her voice was angelic the way it captured the audience. It was like they fell under a spell, her voice was like the nectar of the gods it was as if she was born to spend her life singing to the crowds. The first time she stepped on stage she was nervous beyond measure as she walked to the center of the stage her knees buckled and she fell to her knees begging to be let go but she was commanded to use to voice to capture the audience. The Opera Master was under the control of the dark one… meaning Lucifer himself, he was meant to use the most talented beings in Oslo no matter the cost. The souls of people is that the dark one wanted whether they were good or evil he wanted to use them for his purpose.
Savannah was fighting as much as she could, her heart aching to be free as she sung to the multitudes; her voice rang out in the spotlight of the stage as she peered into the audience she spotted Kylie. She felt something different about Kylie then the other people in the audience as her eyes looked on Kylie’s eyes as she knelt down on the stage singing softly. Sensing something wasn’t right Kylie would glance around the auditorium to see the Opera House Master standing in the left side box watching Savannah with intent to keep her there. The first night was a hit everyone had something to give; the crowd was lulled into a trance like state their auroras being taken from them all but a select few people as Kylie was one of them that didn’t have her aurora taken from them. The crowd stood like mindless beings and started to walk out all but Kylie and the select few that were not under the control of Savannahs voice. Kylie knew that Savannah was a rare find; she had to have her for the nightclub as she commanded the presence of the stage.
Kylie knew that Savannah would be a hit in the club as she walked over to the Opera House Master in order to bargain with him so that she could have savannah work for her. The Opera Master was not an easy man to bargain with Kylie would have to search for something worth his while in order to save Savannah from his grip or kill him those were her only option. Kylie would rather not kill if it wasn’t truly needed, especially knowing if she killed the Opera Master she would have to deal with the Dark one himself and Kylie avoided that at all costs.
Savannah was fighting as much as she could, her heart aching to be free as she sung to the multitudes; her voice rang out in the spotlight of the stage as she peered into the audience she spotted Kylie. She felt something different about Kylie then the other people in the audience as her eyes looked on Kylie’s eyes as she knelt down on the stage singing softly. Sensing something wasn’t right Kylie would glance around the auditorium to see the Opera House Master standing in the left side box watching Savannah with intent to keep her there. The first night was a hit everyone had something to give; the crowd was lulled into a trance like state their auroras being taken from them all but a select few people as Kylie was one of them that didn’t have her aurora taken from them. The crowd stood like mindless beings and started to walk out all but Kylie and the select few that were not under the control of Savannahs voice. Kylie knew that Savannah was a rare find; she had to have her for the nightclub as she commanded the presence of the stage.
Kylie knew that Savannah would be a hit in the club as she walked over to the Opera House Master in order to bargain with him so that she could have savannah work for her. The Opera Master was not an easy man to bargain with Kylie would have to search for something worth his while in order to save Savannah from his grip or kill him those were her only option. Kylie would rather not kill if it wasn’t truly needed, especially knowing if she killed the Opera Master she would have to deal with the Dark one himself and Kylie avoided that at all costs.